Late Night Convo Lyrics

Yeah bro, I was just talking to myself, like I really fucked with Trae like damn, but of

course bro like, I need you again bro, like as real, it's just a shit for like, the car

I talked to you, and I need that friend that get me out that shit too, it just saved my

money like, for my life, uh

Late night conversation, it's just me, myself, and pillow, uh

1900 baby, let them stilts blow, 19th Ward savages, we turn your bitch to widow

Hating' ass niggas tell me give up, I'm like hell no

Even though they do me wrong, why the fuck my heart care?

Even though they do me wrong, why I think they still here?

Even though they do me wrong, why the fuck I feel weird?

Hot flash, you would think my 40 goin' through menopause

Glock blast, perfect aim, he bound to hit all of y'all

Talk trash the way Remy score, he was born to ball

Stock tached, you would think I'm blessed by Santa Claus

The way I see that field, I'm the coach, I been in charge

Tired of hearing niggas say they steppers when they know they fraud

762's, hollow tips, yeah, they get em' clogged

Losses back to back like, okay, I get it, Lord

Already gave my heart once, baby, this is not that, uh

Mr. DND, I cannot text back, roadrunner

I've been on the road feel that jet lag

Pill popper percs, get me feelin' like I took 10 naps

Late night conversation, it's just me, myself, and pillow, uh

1900 baby, let them stilts blow, 19th Ward savages, we turn your bitch to widow

Hating' ass niggas tell me give up, I'm like hell no

Even though they do me wrong, why the fuck my heart care?

Even though they do me wrong, why I think they still here?

Even though they do me wrong, why the fuck I feel weird?

Highway to hell, I been ridin' with my demons

Posted on the block from the a.m. to the p.m

OT in that stu, back to the block with my heathens

Hollow tips, chew his spine, like it's thievin

Smoke a pound with the gang, yeah, we loud reekin

Cut that corner, hop off fast, that's how we creepin

Steady aim, than tap at heads, that's how they teach em

Can't tell if they hear from me, hear attention seekin

I know how it feel when they the one you ain't believin

Love will do some things, leave you speechless

Talk to my demons more than mom, I don't mean it

Lay low, go ghost, I'm on my me shit

Late night conversations, it's just me, myself, and pillow

1900 baby, let them stills blow

19th Ward savages, we turn your bitch to widow

Hating' ass niggas tell me give up, I'm like hell no